#Xavier Thorp 3 person pov

[my-love-of-books]

Cuddles in the rain

Pairing: GN!reader x Xavier Thorp (established relationship)

Word count: two hundred eighty-five (285) such a perfect number ahhhhhh

Warnings: tooth-rotting fluff, (none)

A/N: No, because it's raining right now where I live and I just had this thought soooo. Also, Wednesday and Enid are dating and I imagined reader as Wednesday's sibling here but you can just ignore that if you want. I'm also new to Third (3rd) person POV so sorry if it's bad.

O_O

Third (3rd) person POV

Wednesday and Enid were cuddled up in Enid's bed. Enid lying on Wednesday chest fast asleep and Wednesday reading a book. Y/n was curled up in a ball softly snoring on their bed as the rain lightly fell from the gray sky outside the large window when a soft knock was heard from the door.

"Thing could you take care of that?" Wednesday whispered so as to not wake her girlfriend. Thing, who was giving himself a manicure, taped his fingers a few times. Wednesday rolled her eyes "please". Thing made his way over to the door as another knock sounded, jumped up, and grabbed the handle opening the door.

Xavier standing in the doorway was met with the sight. Taking a step in, closing the door behind him, and looking around he said "Y/n, are you in here" Enid stirred slightly but did not wake up, thankfully. "Hush, imbecile" Words that could only come from Wednesday, her being the only one awake at the moment. "Sorry, it's just that Y/n and I were supposed to have a date, and I was going to pick them up." He said heeding her demand request.

Wednesday looks at the clock she had hung above the door, four (4) o'clock "They are on their bed, asleep" she states simply. Xavier looks over and sees the peaceful-looking Y/n and can't come to ruin it by waking them up. However, an idea starts to form in his head, and a smile on his face the longer he looks at the sleeping form.

He slowly walks to the bed, careful to avoid any creaky floorboards, and sits on the edge of Y/n's bed, taking off his shoes, and slowly scoots closer so his chest is pressed against his lover's back. Y/n slowly turns their head and sees Xaviers' smiling face. "Oh crap," they say hand grabbing the blankets ready to throw them off but a strong hand stops the movement.

" 'm sorry I laid down for a minute and must've fallen asleep." Y/n said groggily. "It's okay baby, we can have our date right here." Y/n eyebrows furrow signaling him to elaborate. Xavier chuckles a little "We can stay in bed as the rain comes down outside and then when you completely wake up we can go out on the balcony and play in the rain until eight (8) and then we'll go to dinner that starts at eight-thirty (8:30). Then we can go to my art shed and I'll paint you while you rant to me all about your week."

As Xavier describes his new plan Y/n's eyes slowly get bigger and bigger in awe and adoration. "I know you are more of a drawing and painting kinda guy but you could make a living off of poetry alone."

A dusting of pink blush appears on the artist's cheeks and neck as well as a wide smile on his face. "Well, then I suppose we better get started. First things first: a nap." The green-eyed boy states cheerily which makes Wednesday roll her eyes and Y/n giggle. Y/n turns around, now fully facing their lover grabs his shirt trying to pull him closer, smelling his calming and comforting scent mixed with the, now pouring, rain outside.

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A/N: please comment or like and I'm welcome to criticism. Hope you have a nice day or night🙃

[leyseyb]

Hear me out, Xavier crushing on Wednesday’s ex. Like they broke up just cause they didn’t have feelings for eachother anymore (it was mutual but maybe some Wenclair involved) but they stayed friends after and Xavier feels guilty for falling in love with Wednesday’s ex

a/n: love the idea!!! i tried my best and i hope i wrote your request just like you wanted, if not lmk sweetheart <3

guilty until proven innocent [x.t.]

xavier thorpe x g.n.! reader

warnings: none

xavier‘s pov.

I realized it shortly after wednesday and y/n broke up on good terms.

and I felt guilty about it.

there was nothing I could do to change it.

but there was also nothing to do to ease my fears.

I feel helpless. totally helpless.

I quickly got friends with wednesday after she joined the academy.

I didn’t even acknowledged y/n until wednesday and them got together and got introduced to me.

y/n and I spend a lot of free time together when wednesday was busy or when y/n simply didn’t want to join wednesday’s obscure activities.

I would say we grew to be good friends who always had an amazing time together. but there were also times where I had to dry their tears. and it started before they broke up with wednesday.

and there was one moment when I thought I may like them a tiny bit more than I originally thought.

they were crying quietly.

“xav, I think I’m not in love with wednesday anymore...it hurts so much to come to a conclusion like that..”

they whimpered and laid their head on my shoulder as I was wrapping one arm around their waist.

it’s weird to say that but I liked the way they were so honest to themselves and didn’t try to manipulate their own thoughts.

that was when I first felt a bit more attracted to y/n.

but right after wednesday and y/n broke up I realized that I saw y/n in such a different light. I thought about their soft hair.

perfectly pink lips.

the way their hips were perfectly swinging as they were walking.

the beautiful smile they had when something made them happy. a smile that lit up my whole world.

the way they never smelled bad, either the smell of their shampoo or their body spray was tingling in my nose.

the way they just chose their words wisely but always with a message behind it.

they never showed active aggression, only passive in their words. they never lost their cool.

I’m totally heads over heels for y/n. no doubt by now.

but I can’t be.

they just left a serious relationship.

both parties are close friends of mine.

I would destroy more than just one friendship if I speak up right now.

and I would never forgive myself if that ever happens.

but there was also no one I could talk about it to.

I was my only comfort person in this situation but it was no help.

I was going on with my life, crushing on y/n behind closed curtains. I tried my best to stay as close to them like before. the same with wednesday. I would talk to her like before and wouldn’t act any different. I couldn’t allow myself any mistakes which blew my cover of a silent observer.

and that’s how I will continue living until graduation. with a full mind of y/n, knowing I can’t have them and never confessing my feelings. ever. it’s the best like that.

[lachlanzeez]

your enid's best friend and has a crush on kent pt 2

Tags: @itsyouimagines

parts: [1] [2] [3]

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oh god davina just pushed me out to (name)! that's so embarrassing especially since i bumped into her at the same time. Ughhh! i can just see the smirk shes giving to me behind my back. I was so caught up in my thoughts that i didn't notice i was blushing in front of her.

i was walking around nevermore singing along to my favourite song. Since i had headphones on i didn't hear somebody behind me. I felt like i could feel a person's eyes on me. But i ignored it, thinking it was just my power's again.

until i felt somebody bump into me, i was about to blast them with my powers until i saw it was just my friend kent. I felt really hot all of the sudden with him being so close to me, i saw him looking as red as me. He looked so pretty, his long hair in a ponytail and his eyes in the moonlight were to die for.

"oi h-hi (name)" i finally started to talk to her. "hi kent!" she said excitedly which caught me off guard. Why was she so excited to see me?. "sorry i bumped into you, davina and i were just trying to get back to our dorm because we were doing something." i said a quick lie, i hated lying to her, but it's not like i did it to her but still i was to embarrassed to say that i dragged davina away from yoko to come here and watch (name) sing, because that's just creepy.

"do you want to come and watch the sunrise with me?"

---next day---

enids POV

i was walking around trying to find my best friend (name), i know she walks around at night but she took a lot longer than supposed to. I was just worried something ate her alive. But i didn't look for her because i saw that her brother, ajax was watching me dance in my dorm to she-wolf by shakira. Its my favourite song but it was embarrassing seeing my crush and former best friends brother watch me dance in my dorm alone.

I've done it many times but (name) was always there so it was very embarrassing. I bumped into davina and yoko.

"enid! i have to tell you something" davina said in a rushed voice, pulling me into a empty hallway leaving yoko behind. "whats wrong davina?" i asked, worried for my friend. "did something happen between you and yoko?" i asked, worried that they broke up.

"no ofc not its about kent and (name). Kent dragged me out last night to watch (name) sing, and then i pushed him causing them to bump into each other. I quickly ran away after that and i didn't see kent until this morning, hanging out with (name)!!" i said to enid, excited that my brother and my friend might have a relationship coming up very soon.

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davinas POV

before this i gave (name) a list of reasons why she should date my brother. And she thought that i didn't notice the tint of red on her face but i definitely did.

1- he's handsome

2- he's single

3- he's in love with you and obsessed with you

4- you guys are perfect for each other

5- you can be my sister in law! when you guys get married ("wait what?!")

(behind the wall)

"OUR BABY SIS ISN'T DATING A SIREN!!" ajax and xavier yelled at us, because we were in the nightshades library, meaning he can yell through the walls and we can hear them and they can hear us. Since we are on the stairs. "oh shut up thorpe and ajax" i yelled at them, back to talking with (name)

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"O M G!!" enid squealed, jumping up and down. Not noticing ajax was staring at her with a cute little grin.

(names) POV

i was in class and then the bell rang. I was very tired with everybody asking me questions about the exam because i'm the smartest in the class. I got to my dorm and put on a good song that me and ajax used to listen to when we were younger.

Best friend - rex orange county

I should've stayed at home 'Cause right now I see all these people that love me But I still feel alone Can't help but check my phone I could've made you mine But no, it wasn't meant to be and see, I wasn't made for you And you weren't made for me Though it seemed so easy And that's because I wanna be your favorite boy I wanna be the one that makes your day The one you think about as you lie awake I can't wait to be your number one I'll be your biggest fan and you'll be mine But I still wanna break your heart and make you cry

But won't you wait? You know it's too late I'm on my own shit now Let me tell you how it feels to be fucking great I feel great Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa You need to be yourself Love someone for loving you instead of someone really cool That makes your heart melt Who knows what you truly felt? You're still my favorite girl You better trust me when I tell you There ain't no one else more beautiful in this damn world In this damn world You're gonna wanna be my best friend, baby You're gonna wanna be my best friend I said that You're gonna wanna be my best friend, baby You're gonna wanna be my best friend, best friend You're gonna wanna be my best friend, baby You're gonna wanna be my best friend, Best friend You're gonna wanna be my best friend, baby You're gonna wanna be my best friend

I say that I'm happy I say that I'm happy But no, no, no, no No, no, no

Oh, I still wanna be your favorite boy I wanna be the one that makes your day The one you think about as you lie awake And I can't wait to be your number, your number one I'll be your biggest fan and you'll be mine But I still wanna break your heart and make you cry I still wanna be your favorite boy I wanna be the one I might just be the one

not knowing kent was outside your door listening to you sing, with flowers in his hands. Ready to ask you out on a date.

"god i'm so in love with her"

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hey guys i recently got covid so please be patient with me posting some fics because i am sick! . Thank you for 160 followers and all the reblogs.

Please say something if you want to be tagged in upcoming fics! and keep requesting things even if I'm sick. I still need ideas for new series or oneshots.

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-lachlan zeez

[fr33ze-y0ur-br4in]

hi i’m the one who asked about xavier thorpe x fairy reader :) i would like if you could make it fem reader, but i wouldn’t have any issue with it being GN it’s totally up to you to!

.:*・°☆.Magical.:*・°☆.

My link list is here

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x Fem!Fairy!Reader (I DO NOT WRITE FOR HIM ANYMORE. ANY ASKS FOR HIM WILL BE DELETED.)

Summary: headcanons of how I think Xavier would be with a fairy gf (includes you guys meeting at Nevermore, how you got together, and what happens while you’re together).

Warnings: Fem!Reader, Reader is an outcast obvi, 2nd person pov (you/your used when referring to reader), possible spoilers for Wednesday, takes place before and during Wednesday being at the school however it doesn’t exactly follow canon, maybe angst-ish if you squint in the first section for loneliness?, probably cringy😔👊, kithes (kisses), I think that’s it? Lmk if I’m missing anything. Should be POC reader friendly but if i mentioned anything for skin color please let me know ASAP so I can fix it

Word Count: 1,772

Genre: headcanons, fluff

Beta/proofread? Nope, my reader is asleep rn and I’m too impatient so lmk if there’s any mistakes <3

Notes: IM SO SORRY FOR THE WAIT MY MOTIVATION HAS BEEN CRAPPY LATELY BUT IM WORKING ON MY REQUESTS I PROMISE </3 I hope u like it cus this was my first official request 😁 also I thought it’d be easier to do headcanons cus I couldn’t think of an actual storyline but really wanted to do this lol

How you met:

You were just a normal student at Nevermore.

Well… thats using “normal” loosely.

Most students fit into four categories: Fur, Fangs, Scales, Stoners.

You were nowhere near any of those.

You were a fairy walking around with mesmerizingly beautiful wings. (Thank goodness Weems special ordered your uniforms to have the slots in the back for your wings.)

As expected, this causes you to stand out… ironic how many outcasts there are in the school for outcast (but I digress).

Just about everyone knew you because of your extraordinary being. It’d be a surprise if someone didn’t know you.

But just because everyone knows you doesn’t mean everyone is automatically your friend. For you, those are few and far between.

It’s because of that reason exactly that you dreaded partner work in classes.

Thornhill had just announced a two-person project and you were among the many groaning and griping about the project.

As luck would have it, she assigned partners before hand.

“…and lastly, Xavier with y/n,” she finished reading off the pairings

You looked over to Xavier only to find him already looking back at you.

The two of you exchanged small smiles before turning back to Thornhill as she finished explaining the project.

The rest is history✨✨✨

How you got together:

It had been a few months since you and Xavier got paired for Thornhill’s project.

Much to your surprise, he continued talking to you and hanging out with you when the project was finished.

“Y/n!” Xavier called out to you after Thornhill’s class one day. You two had just gotten your A for the project and you had figured Xavier would leave you behind the second it was done.

“Oh hey Xavier,” you said, a little surprised with him joining you in your walk to lunch. “Everything okay?”

He lightly laughed as his brow scrunched ever so slightly. “Yeah..? Why do you ask?”

You shrugged your shoulders. “I didn’t think you’d want to still be my friend after finishing the work.”

He went from having a scrunched brow to a completely confused look. “Why wouldn’t I?” You looked down in slight embarrassment as you failed to find a good reason, opting to shrug your shoulders again. He laughs a bit again and puts his arm around your shoulders, leading you towards a different table than you usually sat at. “We’re eating with my other friends today, I think you’ll like them.” The former part of his words sounded more along the lines of a demand than it did a suggestion but you went with it anyways.

From that day on, you had gotten close to Enid, Wednesday (of course she wouldn’t admit it), Ajax, and Eugene.

All of that eventually lead to you and Enid (and consequently Wednesday) having a sleepover in their dorm.

“We should play truth or dare!” The energetic werewolf suggests the game suddenly.

“I don’t find the need to indulge in such childish games,” Wednesday says monotonously, continuing her typing at her desk.

You laugh a little as you respond to Enid, “I don’t see why not.”

She squeals as you move to sit with her on her bed. “Okay, I’ll ask first: truth or dare.”

You considered your options, also thinking about what Enid has the potential of making you do if you chose dare. “Truth.”

She smiles sinisterly. “Do you have a crush on anyone?”

You feel your heart drop to your toes. Had she caught on to your recent changes in behavior? Seen the small glances you had tossed across the room? Been able to hear your heart beat louder when you were near him?

“I don’t-” you start only to be interrupted.

“Just admit your oh-so-obvious feelings for Xavier, y/n. Everyone can see it, no sense in hiding it,” Wednesday interjects.

You feel your face flush and your wings give small flutters at the thought of you with Xavier.

You hadn’t realized when it had began. All you knew was that one day you started smiling at every text you received from him, looking forward to seeing him laugh at another one of Enid’s silly gossip stories, feeling your heart as well as your wings flutter every time your name fell from his lips.

You sigh in defeat. “Fine, I do like Xavier. But what am I supposed to do about it?”

”SO glad you asked,” Enid says getting up and reaching under her bed. She pulled out a poster board that says, “The Simple Plan of Getting Xavier and Y/n Together.”

You almost laughed seeing the cheesy decorations surrounding the board.

“I have been waiting for the perfect time to set my master plan in motion,” Enid smiles. “When better to start than now?”

She explains the plan, telling you about the party some other students were holding the coming up weekend.

“If we can get enough people to join in and play spin-the-bottle, I already found someone with telekinesis that can make the bottle land on you and Xavier every time one of you two spin!” she finishes explaining.

“And you’re sure this will work because..?” you ask skeptically.

“I may or may not have overheard Ajax talking to Xavier and Xavier may or may not have admitted to having a crush on you and he may or may not have used your name when admitting his crush,” she says, failing to control her smile.

Your heart and wings flutter how they do every time you imagine you two being together. “Are you- are you sure it was me? I mean I’m sure there’s plenty of other girls with the name ‘y/n’ in this school. He could’ve been talking about anyone for all we know.”

”I’ve heard the names of every student in this school, you manage to be the only y/n I’ve heard of,” Enid assures you.

You continue to hesitate as you think over everything that could happen. Finally, you decide the risk would be worth the reward. “Fine, I’ll do it.”

Fast forward a couple of days and you, Xavier, and a good bit of other students were sitting in a circle, an empty bottle in the middle of you all. You sat next to Xavier, the telekinetic student Enid was paying to control the bottle on your turns sat across from him, and everyone else was dispersed about.

After a few minutes, your turn has come. With a shaky hand, you spun the bottle as best you could.

As Enid told you, the bottle quickly stopped directly pointing at Xavier.

Xavier must have seen the nervousness on your face.

“You don’t have to if your not comfortable-” he starts, only for you to quickly cut him off by slamming your lips against his own.

He wasted no time in returning the action, lips pushing against yours as much as you pushed against his.

“Get a room!” one of the various students exclaimed jokingly, making you two quickly pull away from each other with slightly heavy breathing, eyes not leaving each others.

The game finishes eventually and Xavier had offered to walk you back to your dorm, an offer you quickly accepted.

Standing outside your door, Xavier begins to speak. “Can I tell you something? If you say yes, you can’t let it change anything between us if you don’t… ‘agree’.”

You feel the flutters once again, turning towards him and nodding for him to continue.

He takes a deep breath and gently grabs your hands. “There no point in tip-toeing around this so I’ll just rip the bandaid off: I like you. Like, really like you. And tonight… well tonight just made my feelings so much more intense. If you don’t like me back that’s fine, but I needed to tell you before it ate at my heart anymore than it already has.” His eyes never leave yours as he admits his feelings to you.

You stood there staring at him in shock. He takes your silence as rejection, smiling sadly as he nods and lets go of your hands.

Right as he turns to leave, you snap back to reality (oop-there goes gravity-).

“Wait!” you exclaim as you grab his hand and pull him back to facing you. “When I didn’t respond, I didn’t mean it as me-not-liking-you-back-and-I-don’t-know-how-to-tell-you silence. I meant it as holy-crap-the-guy-I-like-likes-me-back-and-I-don’t-know-how-to-tell-him silence.” He let’s out a small laugh at your ramble of a confession.

“So… what does this mean?” he asks after a moment of quiet between the two of you.

“What do you want it to mean?” you ask back.

The smile that follows makes you feel butterflies in your stomach, them increasing in rapidity as he places one hand on your cheek, pulling you into another sweet kiss.

Stuff for while you’re dating:

PAINTING DATESSS

If you know how to paint, you both spend time in his shed painting different scenes and portraits with each other. If you don’t know how to paint, you often hang out with him in his shed, doing your own thing while unknowingly being his model for slot her masterpiece.

Dude’s love language is gift giving and quality time, no I will not elaborate.

idk about y’all but mine is biting when I’m super comfortable with someone so if you’re just like me, he probably tends to have random bite marks wherever you decided to strike and if someone asks he just 🤷‍♂️ and moves on.

Steal his hoodies (tucking your wings into them to they’ll stay on), he will love seeing you in them💕 (bonus points if you’re way smaller than him, it’s adorable)

Naps? Yes. Elaboration? No.

You’re probably his date to all the secret parties he attends.

Please play with his hair after he has another less-than-pleasant vision, he will sleep so much better.

I feel like he’d probably be really good at makeup since he’s a really good artist so let him do your eyeliner every now and again.

“Can I touch your wings?” is a question you’ve often heard in your life, annoying you just as much. But he asks every now and again and you can’t help but let him.

Is amazed with your abilities.

Winter-based powers? Naturally cold? Perfect, let him warm you up. Plant-based powers? Grow him a flower and he’ll press into a bookmark. Electric-based powers? Nothing can shock him more than the night you started dating him hun, rest assured you won’t hurt him.

Idk what nicknames he’d call you but they’d probably be based around your abilities.

You go to his house on holidays, especially when his dad can’t be bothered to stay home with his son for a few days.

Give him any amount of affection and he’ll return it ten-fold 💙

Notes: oh my godddd IM SO SORRY THIS IS SO LATE 😭 I started back school awhile ago and I’ve been really down on motivation before and after that. I hope this is okay, thank you for my first official request 🫶 if anyone has already requested something, I promise I’ll be working on it soon.

[talksliketherain]

Xavier Thorpe-Best friends

Background- You're Enid's sister and you've been best friends with Xavier since you were little.

Not proof read! If you have any requests dm me! I do not give permission for my work to be posted anywhere else <3

Reader pov-

I woke up in my shared dorm with Wednesday and my sister Enid. Enid and I had always been close, but I wasn't as energetic as her. I preferred a late start to my day and enjoyed my time alone.

But she had always been there for me. Even when I wolfed out before her. And even when I told her about developing feelings toward my best friend, Xavier Thorpe.

Xavier and I basically grew up together. We had been on countless vacations with each other, along with countless relationships and breakups, along with family drama.

We were practically inseparable.

But now school had started. And ever since I started liking Xavier, I was trying to avoid him.

Whenever I was around someone I liked, I practically shut down. Stuttering, fumbling my words, and nervous looks were my go-to.

Xavier knew this. He knew everything about me.

I couldn't let him see me.

Today was a leisure day. No classes would take place until tomorrow. I decided to take a quick run before the sun rose.

I walked out the door and down the halls, adjusting my watch to track my run. Even though I had successfully avoided Xavier for a week, we still had a competition going on to see who could run more.

I was winning.

I headed out onto my usual path and started. I loved the way running felt. How my lungs burned and the soreness of my legs after. It was truly a euphoric feeling to me.

It was cold this morning, so I didn't have to worry about overheating. The trees were covered in a light frost and the air had a certain crisp feeling to it.

I then looked down to see how I was doing, mostly looking to view how successful the run was going.

I then collided with another person.

Please. Don't be him.

It was.

Stupid. You know he takes the same path. You used to run TOGETHER.

He looked down and observed my face quickly before lighting up.

"Y/n! God, I feel like I haven't seen you in forever!"

He then pulled me into a tight hug, which I didn't return. I froze.

When he realized I wasn't returning the hug, or even saying anything, he let go and gave me a confused look.

"Are you okay? You never let down the opportunity to crush me."

I was looking in every direction but his face, trying to be subtle. But it wasn't working as well as I had hoped.

"Did I do something? You haven't been talking to me. And we haven't hung out in forever. What's going on?"

He gave me a worried look and put his hand on the side of my face to tilt my head and make eye contact with him.

As soon as his hand came into contact with my skin I stepped back a little bit.

"I-I gotta go." I mentally cursed at myself for how cowardly I was being.

It was just Xavier.

The Xavier you fell in love with...

Shut up.

Despite Xavier's protests, I ran past him anyway. My thoughts were no longer clear of my problems.

I thought the run would take care of that. But my problems ended up coming face to face with me anyway.

Maybe I couldn't run. But I could hide.

I got back to my dorm and showered. As the steam soaked into my pores and water poured over my skin I began to think to myself.

Maybe I should just tell him. I can't avoid him forever. We're best friends.

I decided to take my moment of confidence and reached out of the shower curtain to grab my phone off of the counter.

I quickly sent Xavier a text.

"Meet me at my shed. 8 pm."

I almost immediately got a reply from him.

"I'll be there."

I sighed in relief and set my phone down. My moment of confidence was over.

Fuck.

I have to do this.

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It was 6 pm and I had been worrying about what to say all day.

Like Xavier, I had my own little place on campus where I could go and let loose.

I wasn't a painter or drawer like him.

I took pictures instead. My entire "studio" was actually a darkroom. Xavier had helped me get the supplies for everything.

Often he would help me take pictures, or even be the subject.

I had been prepping and processing pictures for a while. I lost track of time while I was listening to my darkroom playlist. "The morning" by The Weeknd was currently playing. It was the perfect song for the mood the red lights above me set.

My entire body was relaxed, this was where I was truly at peace. I looked over to observe my wall of Xavier. Filled with all of the pictures he had me take of him, along with ones I had voluntarily taken.

I smiled and looked down. I then remembered the task at hand later in the evening and my smile dropped. This would make or break our friendship.

I leaned over to place another picture in the developing liquid with the tweezers. As I leaned to carefully place the photograph in I felt a hand on my shoulder and dropped the picture in shock.

Let’s hope that doesn’t ruin it.

I took out my earbuds and turned to face him.

"Sorry" he chuckled.

I could see he was just as nervous as I was. His hair was also tied back, and his hands were covered in dried paint.

"So are you gonna tell me why you've been avoiding me? It's kinda starting to freak me out, you seem upset with something I did."

He put his hands in his pockets as if he had something to be ashamed about.

"I- you- UGH. You didn't do anything wrong, Xavier." I said with frustration. I was already starting to shut down.

"All I know is that we were cool and for about a week you haven't said a word to me."

I got a sudden boost of confidence again. Remember. It's just him. Chill out.

"Kinda sounds like you were starting to miss me, Xav," I smirked at him.

He shook his head and laughed a little.

God, that smile.

"Of course I did. Can't have my best friend trying to ghost me."

I crinkled my nose in disgust a little bit at the word "friend", trying to be subtle about it.

"What? What was that look for?"

"Nothing."

"No that wasn't a "nothing" look. Just tell me what's going on. Please?"

He started inching closer to me and I backed away until I hit the armrest of the couch that was in here.

He looked down at me and smirked.

"Just tell me. It's not like you can go anywhere."

I glared up at him. He was wrong. I could easily walk around him and out the door. But in my current position with him leaning over me, no way in hell I was moving.

"Fine. But you can't.. freak out at me or anything."

"Can you stop stalling?"

I shuffled in my seat a little bit before answering and looked down at my hands to avoid his eyes.

"Xavier...I think I like you. Like..more than friends."

There was a long moment of silence before I heard something.

What. Was-?

He started laughing. In my face.

He was inches away from my face. And I had just confessed to him. And he was laughing. In my face.

I wanted to cry. I closed my eyes a let out a shaky breath. I knew this was a dumb idea.

The laughing came to a stop when he saw me look up at the ceiling, trying to keep my tears from spilling.

"Hey hey hey. Don't cry don't cry. I'm not laughing at YOU. I'm laughing at myself. I've been planning on telling you I liked you for a while now but you started avoiding me and I decided now wasn't the best time... I thought maybe you needed space."

I looke down a little bit to face him and saw his expression. He was being genuine. He crouched down to wipe my tears off with his thumbs.

"I've been avoiding you because of how I shut down with the people I like. I knew you would be able to tell if I was around you."

I laughed a little to try and lighten the mood.

"Well now that we've got that out in the open..."

He lowered me down onto the couch and crawled on top of me, his face so close I could smell the acrylic paint he had on him.

"Can I kiss you?" He said, his cheeks turning a deep crimson.

I slowly nodded my head, in awe of how good he looked. The light brought out the colors of the paint, letting me see the little splotches he had on his face.

He leans down and presses his lips against mine. I never knew how much I enjoyed kissing until he kissed me. It felt right. Like a puzzle piece finally moving into place. I bit his lip and felt him moan against me, it was an insatiable moment. I wanted more.

He licked my bottom lip, asking for easier access. I decided to play hard to get and smiled into the kiss, not opening my mouth. He then moved his hand from my face to my hip, surprising me by lightly squeezing it. In response, I gasped just enough for him to gain access.

He tasted like spearmint.

I got so lost in the kiss I didn't even realize that I was slowly running out of air.

He pulled away and I gasped loudly, finally being brought back to reality. His lips were significantly darker than before. And a little swelled.

I could still feel the tingling on my lips as I leaned back and sighed.

I smiled up at him and pushed him off of me.

"Cmon. We gotta head back. Curfew starts in a little bit."

He looked at me in pure shock.

"Are you kidding?" He laughed.

“What?”

"That's all you can say to me?"

"Well you know I'm not good with that kind of stuff!" I laughed shaking my head at him.

"Fine fine. How about I say what we're both thinking instead then."

"Go right ahead."

"Y/n. Would you possibly want to be my girlfriend?"

"Mmm. Possibly. I mean we haven't even been on a date yet."

"We've known each other for our whole lives."

"Solid point I guess. Hm. Yes. I will be your girlfriend."

"Good. So now you can't be mad at me when I.. beat your score!" He said running away.

"WAIT THAT'S NOT FAIR I DIDN'T EVEN GET A WARNING."

I quickly gathered my things and shut everything in the dark room down.

I knew there was no way I would catch up to him.

I let out a sigh of relief, knowing he felt the same and I got it over with. I accepted my defeat and walked back to the school.

For the first time, deep within, I didn't care if I lost the running competition.

I had already won.

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#4

Eddie Munson - "You're my favorite person, Eddie"

Warnings: Mention of violence in beginning, Jason (go away), injury, mention of blood, or else; everything is sweet and fluffy for our best boy ;)

Words: 1.8k

SHE/HER PRONOUNS

Trope/Context: The strikeouts are intentional in the imagine!*All in Y/N's perspective. Childhood friends to lovers; there will be a flashback of their friendship before the main storyline.

A/N: I had to edit the whole thing; there were codes of the font and I have no clue how it happened. I'll keep checking on my Tumblr to see if it's my AdBlock that is causing this! Anyways, take care :)

[Y/N’s POV]

Finally, the bell rung.

It has been one of the worse days of the entire school year. Everything was long and boring. Even the teachers were out of it.

I packed everything in my bag, shutting my locker and walking towards the exit. I pushed the doors and as I was about to take the first stair, Jason bumped into me and made me miss all of the steps.

“Shit.” I must have hit my head on something; my lip was bleeding as well as my forearm and my leg. Jason and the rest of his douchy friends just laughed. No apologies.

I wasn’t surprised, not in the least.

“Y/N, are you okay? Who the fuck did this to you?” I heard someone run up to me, not even two seconds after falling.

Eddie.

With all his glory, looking as beautiful as ever.

“I don’t know. Jason pushed me and I-I-I think I hit my head-d-d-d. It hurts, Eds.” He helped me up, crouching at my level. He took my hand in his; his cold rings touching my burning hand. Hot. His other hand was on my upper back, making sure I could stand.

“Hey, hey. Look at me” He placed his hand delicately on my cheek, making me look at him.

“Can you stand?” I nodded.

“Fucking hell.” He muttered under his breath. He saw the cuts and my nose started bleeding a little as well. “I’ll be back, okay. Just give me a second.” His jaw was tight. His delicate brown eyes burning with rage.

I watched him walk up to Jason, calling him as he turned around and punching him in the jaw. He got on top of him and screamed at him for hurting me.

I had never seen Eddie being so protective towards me.

Yes, we have been friends ever since middle school, but I’ve never seen him get mad, not even a tad bit frustrated.

He got up from Jason’s body and his preppy watched, walked away before facing Eddie’s rage. He bent down again to whisper something in his ear. Jason’s face changed, as if he was scared.

Eddie walked back towards me again. He placed one of his hands on my waist, taking my arm in his other to put it around his neck.

“Let’s get you cleaned up, yeah?” He flashed a soft smile at me. Even his eyes were so soft with me, all the rage had transferred to the asshole.

“That’d be nice, Eds.” I smiled a little.

He placed me in his car. His veiny, gorgeous hands strapped me in as I met his gaze.

He flashed me a small yet comforting smile. “It’s gonna be okay. He won’t ever get close to you again, I promise.”

A small, yet stunned smile appeared on my lips as he shut the door to drive me to his place, I imagine.

[Flashback, Y/N’s POV]

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#3

Xavier Thorpe - Hurt

Warnings: Mention of gore, b!ood, and violence. Wednesday hurting reader. PTSD. Xavier being the best bf and doctor on Earth.

Words: 1.5 k

SHE/HER PRONOUNS

Context/Trope: Reader is Xavier’s girlfriend, Wednesday is torturing her in the Nightshade library, he finds her and helps her

“Why are you doing this to me, Wednesday?” I almost screamed. Blood was coming out of every orifice in my body.

She had punched me in the head with a hammer, dragged me into the Nightshade library; where Xavier used to bring me, and tied me up to a chair.

“This isn’t personal, dear Y/N. I know what you are and you need to tell me who is your master.” She whispered so tonally and coldly.

“I have no idea what you are talking about!” I screamed now, she had brought out two tasers from her jacket, and tortured me over and over again.

“The Nightshades will make you pay, Wednesday. You can’t do whatever you wish in here!” I yelled now, the pain surrounding my body and my mind.

I heard two snaps, indicating that a fellow Nightshade member would soon be coming in. A small yet reassuring smile appeared on my face, bringing me some type of comfort.

I saw Wednesday panic as she approached me. “You say a word and I will carve your eyes out.” She threatened.

I saw her go up the stairs to block whoever was trying to come in.

I heard a quiet yet stern voice of a boy talking to her.

Xavier.

They were mumbling and he rose his voice, trying to get pass her.

“Help! Xavier!” I yelled, Wednesday saw me. That’s when I saw him. He was faster to come down then her as he took my face in his hands.

“What have you done to her, you psychopath!” He yelled. He untied me from my chair and pulled me into his arms.

Wednesday froze. She didn’t know that Xavier and I were together. At this point, I was full on sobbing into his chest, but he kept his embrace just as tight around me.

“Wednesday, you should go.” She just stood there, watching us, watching me. I was completely and utterly afraid of her. She terrified me and Xavier knew that. He could feel the way my whole body shook, the heavy tears wetting his shirt, my needy embrace around his chest.

He didn’t let go.

We both watched her walk up the stairs with all her torturing tools. I felt safe when I heard the statue shut the door.

Tears flooded out of my eyes once more. Sobs racked through my body as if a drill was going through my heart. No words came out of my mouth. No words came out of his. He simply held me. He checked my body for any major injuries which was mostly my head.

“I’m gonna bring you to my room, okay? You’ll be safe there.” He softly kissed my forehead, trying not to hurt me.

“I’m not sure I can walk, Xav.” I whispered, which was the only voice left in my body after all that screaming.

“That’s okay, princess. Hang on tight, we’ll be there in a minute.” He loosened his grip on my upper body only to pass one of my arms over his shoulder, taking my legs on his arms and carrying me out of that place.

“My head hurts.” I whispered as I passed out in his embrace.

[Xavier’s POV]

She passed out in my arms.

I looked at her for a minute, making sure she was still breathing. I know I should be taking her to the infirmary but it was too dangerous. Wednesday could do something again and I cannot risk that. Not for me, and especially not for Y/N.

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#2

Xavier Thorpe - Take my hands

Warnings: Mention of burial, dark humor(like at one place), overall fluff, scratches

Words: 1.8k

GN PRONOUNS

Trope/Context: Reader is antisocial, not related to Wednesday Addams, but is the MC (storyline modified), Childhood friends to lovers <3, slowburn (A/N: One of my favorite tropes lmao, enjoy!)

Black settled into my room. Not the usual morning sunshine.

Rain and clouds.

Ever since I got to this school, nature has been turning darker and darker everyday. My own room, shared with dear Enid feels even more hollow than usual.

“You have to wake up, Y/N!”

“Yes Enid, you could wake up the dead with that perfume you spray on everyday.” I replied snarky.

“Rude.” I watched her get out of the room after I took off the covers from me.

I liked her, maybe it was a secret to anyone in my life, but I do like her. She is nice. Probably the nicest person you could ever meet that doesn’t kill people for fun.

My visions have been more intense recently. Anything I touch makes me afraid that I will discover something about it. It is scary; that pleasant feeling of being touched by a live wire, but not every minute of everyday.

For some obscure reason, I could not get a certain person out of my head.

Not Enid, you may ask, but a certain seer.

Xavier.

It is not for the usual teenage gossip type of thinking. He is my prime suspect as of whom the beast may be. The Hyde. The hidden Jekyll.

Everything about his behaviour, timing, thinking seems to fit so perfectly. Too perfectly.

“Thing. Please write something to you know who. Don’t make it cheesy. Make it brief.”

I turned my head to look at Thing only to ear a thumbs up from him. Well, that may be good enough to talk to a hand.

As I walked to go to class, that darkness felt even more closer. Like it was following me from behind my back. It felt like a tick was tickling my brain, to try and tell me something.

I arrived in class, only to find Xavier sketching something in his book. I approached silently only to find him adding shading to a cello.

My cello.

My instrument.

My brain cannot deal with this right now.

“Hi Y/N, always a pleasure seeing you around.” Xavier turned around, offering me a warm smile. That turned something in a stomach. Good? Bad? Weird?

I’ll take weird.

“Felt inspired by my serenade?” I offered him my signature glare, looking over his shoulder to see his drawing.

“Truly inspiring.” He turned back to his drawing, leaving me behind him.

Those scratches on his neck, so curious. No wonder he is my primary subject.

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My #1 post of 2022

Xavier Thorpe - Believe Me

Warnings: Threatening Thing (JUSTICE FOR THING), mention of reader being hurt (no gore, no b!ood), overall just love and tension (ENJOY!)

Words: 1.4 k

SHE/HER PRONOUNS

Context/Trope: Reader sneaks into Xavier’s room to find out about Rowan, he catches her. Basically, reader is an Addams (not like Wednesday) and with modified storyline with cheesiness.  

I saw Xavier coming back from his run, hair wet, skin dewy, earbuds in his ears, his sweaty shirt clinging to his chest.

Dear, what a sight for my sore eyes.

He walked back into his room, slamming the door behind him; Thing slipped into his room before the door was closed. I heard another door slam; probably his bathroom door, which means; perfect timing for me to go find out all of his secrets.

I opened the door silently, shutting it quietly behind me.

His room looked like a normal boy’s room. Poster/paintings/drawings on his wall. An artist has to show their talent somehow. Thing looked for anything that could lead me to find out if there was anything about his dear ex-roommate, Rowan.

The one who tried to kill me two times.

[Flashback]

I got out of the infirmary, after that humiliating fencing experience, only to find out that it was raining.

Wonderful. I mean truly, this is quite uplifting.

I opened my umbrella, walked toward my room when I heard a vibration coming over me. I looked up only to find the statue of a gargoyle being tipped to fall on top of me.

This a peaceful death, I thought.

“Y/N!” I heard the familiar sound of a boy taking me by my waist and pushing me to the ground.

Everything was black after that.

[Xavier’s POV]

“Y/N!” I saw Rowan using his telekinesis to try and kill her. I took her by her waist just in time before the gargoyle hit the ground.

I had placed one of my hand under her head, hoping she didn’t break anything. I was almost on top of her, my heart beating out of my chest, tears prickling my eyes.

Please don’t let her be dead, I thought.

“Y/N?” Can you hear me?” I took her face in my hand, placing her gently in my lap.

No reaction.

I gently pressed my ear to her chest, hoping to hear something.

A heartbeat, another one. Thank God, thank whoever is out there.

I picked her up delicately and led her once again to the infirmary. The nurses told me she was okay, that she would’ve been killed if it wouldn’t have been for me.

“Please be okay, Y/N” I whispered. “I can’t lose you. You’re all I have.” I sighted, reassuring myself that she was okay. She will be okay.

She woke up minutes after my words.

“Y/N. Take it easy.” She sat up slowly from the bed, looking straight at me.

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2,653 notes - Posted November 27, 2022

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Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x Fem! Reader (I DO NOT WRITE FOR XAVIER ANYMORE. DO NOT SEND ASKS FOR HIM!)

Summary: People tend to expect perfection from Principal Weems. Perfection tends to be what Weems provides. However, some mistakes tend to slip through the cracks of her frantic, stressed-out state of mind after the arrival of the Addams girl.

Warnings: fem! Reader, reader is an outcast but nothing specific about powers is mentioned, 2nd person POV (“you” used when referring to reader), slight spoilers for early episodes including Rowan, mentions bullying in the first paragraph during the mini-backstory, not much interaction with Xavier but I thought it was cute </3 (lmk if there’s anything else I should add)

Word count: 863

Genre: uhh really isn’t one tbh, fluff ig? Nothing super fluffy but it sets room for someone to request part two scenarios so eh

Beta/proofread mostly but I’ve added stuff since then so tell me if there’s mistakes pleaseee

Notes: MY FIRST FIC ON HERE AKSBJSJS- the prompt/idea I was given was provided by the dearest @1-800-olympians thank you for the inspo to start writing <3

A freak. That’s how many people at your old school would describe you in one word. The word kept bouncing around in your brain, haunting you in your nightmares of past experiences with bullies. When an incident with your main bully went a little too far and you clapped back a little too hard, your parents had finally decided it was time for a change. However, standing awkwardly in front of Weems’ desk, her switching back and forth between piles of paper and sighing exasperatedly every now and then, is not how you expected to see your new principal when first walking into the office.

“Uh… Principal Weems?” you say, getting her attention.

She tenses lightly, jumping at the sudden sound of your voice. “Oh! I’m so sorry, I hadn’t noticed you were there,” she chuckles lightly as she looks up at you. “Er- Y/n L/n, is it?” You nod in confirmation. “Second mid-year acceptance. Impressive records in terms of grades but questionable record,” she reads off a small description of you from the paper on top of a certain stack. “Right then, give me one moment.” She begins shuffling through the papers looking for your schedule and room assignment.

Checking over the paper, she notices she has yet to assign you a room. Muttering an apology under her breath about her messiness being unusual, she looks at the list of rooms empty. or partially empty, and assigns you the first one she sees, not bothering to check which hall it’s in nor the other occupant.

“There you are,” she says as she hands you the paper. “Enid will meet you in the front hall any moment now to show you around the school and you’ll start classes tomorrow morning. That ought to give you enough time to unpack and settle in,” explains the tired-looking principal. You thank her and make your way to find the werewolf showing you around.

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“And lastly, the courtyard! This is where basically everything happens,” the cheerful girl explains to you. “Not to mention the best place to find gossip for my blog,” she leans in and whispers to you as if telling top-secret information.

“Got it,” you laugh lightly, nodding at the girl. “So that tour showed me most of the classrooms and dorm halls, but can you tell me where this hall is?” you ask her, pointing to the hall on your schedule. The wolf furrows her eyebrows in confusion. “What…? What’s wrong?” you ask her.

“Nothing, it’s just…” she grabs the paper and moves the text closer to her face, muttering, “why did she assign you to that hall?”

“What’s wrong with that hall?” you copy her tone.

“Well technically nothing is actually wrong with the hall, it’s just weird she put you in it,” Enid explains, shrugging and handing you back the paper. Despite the weird reaction, she still points you in the direction of your dorm as the bell for the rest of the students to go to class rings. “See you in classes tomorrow!” she waves to you, running off to catch up with a black-haired girl and a guy in a beanie. After waving back, you make your way to your room.

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Unpacking your things took longer than you thought, the end of the rest of the students’ school day happening right as you finish assorting all your belongings. As you wait for your roommate—whom you had yet to get the name of—to get back to the room, you decide to just lay in bed and scroll on your phone.

The door opens a little while after you become absorbed in whatever silliness is on your screen making you fail to notice the boy in the doorway frozen, staring at you, confused.

He clears his throat, making you jump a little. The two of you just stare at each other, him standing at the door and you sitting on your bed.

You take the moment to observe him as he likely does the same. He’s tall. First and most obvious thing about him. Soon after, you see the shoulder-length brown hair. His eyes capture your attention next.

Woah, you think. He’s cute… hold on-

“Who are you?” you ask after a minute.

“I think I should be the one asking that.” After another moment of silence, he answers, “Xavier. Xavier Thorpe. And you?”

“Y/n L/n,” you respond. “Gonna go out on a limb and say Weems has me in the wrong hall,” you state, pulling a light chuckle from Xavier. He closes the door as he steps inside the room finally.

“Guess so. With all that’s happening, I can’t blame her. A lot of crazy stuff is happening right now.”

You hadn’t heard any of what had been going on. With how busy Principal Weems was when you had spoken earlier, you decided it’d be best to bring this problem up to her another time. “Mind filling me in? I’m sure we have plenty of time,” you say as Xavier sets his things down.

“I don’t see why not,” he shrugs, beginning the kooky stories that had occurred as of late.

Maybe the wrong hall assignment could be fun…

FIRST FIC DONE AHHHHH

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